Mommy moment...

After I fed Tave this morning I laid him beside me and tried to go back to sleep. Little fingers gently touched my cheek and I slowly opened my eyes. Tave broke into a huge grin. I smiled back and said 'hey buddy, let's sleep a little bit more, okay?!'
I closed my eyes.
Again, little fingers reached for my face and gently brushed my cheek. I opened my eyes to yet another huge grin. So we talked, Tave and I. We talked about what we would do with the day, if we should go get Weston up, and how much we miss daddy on mornings like this. We talked and smiled, and my little guy kept reaching for me. He hasn't (intentionally) done that before.
What a perfect way to say hello to the day.

Later this morning, I was feeding Tave. (yes, again...) Weston came over and asked to 'hold baby please'. How could I resist? He gave Tave a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then he was done. Then he gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek. Again, perfection.

It's on days like this that I am reminded what a blessing it is to be a mom. My little boys' mom. And how precious the time is that I have with them. I wouldn't trade it for anything.